
LYING LOW
after we broke up I stayed up north
did not tell the group chat
read the sage’s advice—lying low
brings surprising fortune
fried discard in skillet
sourdough killed in the freezer
at Christmas tried to revive it
fed it flour at regular intervals
if you consult the I Ching often
eventually you get your answer
following for dishonourable reasons
becomes the path is strewn with blessings
it rose, at most, a centimetre
by then I had given up
dishes multiply with surprising haste
I am only flipping coins